Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

When I woke up, I felt rather confused, unable to recall who I was, where I was, or what I was doing.

When I looked to the side, there was a wooden box with an envelope placed on it.

The cover was so beautiful that it moved my heart. I shook open the envelope.

“Hey! Look around, isn’t it beautiful?”

The opening was a sentence like this, so I unconsciously turned my head and looked around in all directions. The location was a small pavilion on the side of a mountain, surrounded by lush vegetation, and between the gaps in the leaves, the vague outline of towering city walls could be seen.

“This is the world you created~”

…

????

What the hell?!!!!

“Saying it like this is probably a bit abrupt, because your memory ends before the start of your graduation project, right? Actually, you already chose your graduation project, which prompted you to create this world—you spent 75 years of time to complete this assignment, and the world has finally entered the preview stage. Of course, because every single piece of grass and tree in this world was set up and created by you, and it would be too boring if it was overly familiar, so before entering, your memories of producing your graduation project have been temporarily blocked and encrypted. Do you understand?”

Oh, I remember now.

In my time, human science had already reached its peak. Any wild idea could be brought to life based on science, and any long-running troubles and diseases could be cured by science. Humans did not age or die, subject to no illness or disaster, and did not even need to be attached to a physical existence. What our civilization had accomplished was already equal to the “gods” of ancient myths.

It sounds a bit crazy, but it was said long ago that the peak of science is equivalent to magic.

“You can experience the world you created at once. Think about it, isn’t it a little exciting? However, you have never experienced earthly suffering. It is practically impossible for you to live in a physical body, and you will definitely starve to death within minutes.—Aye, you remember starving to death? It was covered in your somatosensory course. If your physical body doesn’t eat, you will die. Yes, that’s it! Ah, and, if you don’t breathe underwater for a long time, you will also die! Although these are very difficult topics and there are not many people who know these things, you are, after all, the most awesome top student in our class. I believe you can live a few more days.

“I’m saying that, but it’s your first time being alive, so I still can’t be at ease … so I secretly turned on the plug-in system and modifier for you. If you need to change any values, you can do it yourself.

“However, the most important thing for survival is of course the money system. The initial money amount upon entering this world is only 1 tael, and you probably can’t do anything with that. The code for modifying money is 23333. Since it will be commonly used, the code is simple. The codes for other data are in the book in the box.

“The martial world is very dangerous, remember that the first thing you need to do is buy a bodyguard. After all, your memories of creation have been blocked, and you will be safer when you have someone to accompany you. Getting a guard who can fight and kill outside, and wash clothes and cook at home — isn’t that a household essential?

“Also~ rereading and rendering the file for this physical body takes too much time. I really don’t want to wait for it to load for a second time. Be good and stay alive for me, hehe.”

After reading this letter, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit conceited. Looking at the great rivers and mountains in front of me and thinking about how I was the God of Creation here, I felt that I was really extremely awesome and cool.

Let me see what this God of Creation looks like.

This God of Creation smoothed down the ends of his hair, strolled to the side of the river, and gave a slight glance.

In the reflection was a tall figure, with seamlessly embroidered traditional Chinese clothes emphasizing a face of unmatched beauty, and a creamy complexion glowing with soft light. This face, this figure, they were so beautiful that I couldn’t help but omit a 50,000 character description here.

The banished immortals spoken of in ancient books probably referred to people like me.

…Oh.

Wasn’t this the internet hot product, the best-selling Prince Charming face I bought on Taobao?

*Taobao = popular Chinese online shopping site

This discovery couldn’t help but make me feel a little sad. Back then, I really put a lot of effort into face customization class, but it wasn’t much help, and I wasn’t able to customize a satisfactory original face even in my graduation project?

But although my face customization was an eyesore at the time, it actually led me to discover something. Even if the features were clumsy looking, as long as the skin tone was good and a brightening effect was added, it could look good. Three points go to looking at the face, seven points to special effects.

For example, this circle of heavenly light surrounding me.

Why did I add special effects to a face that was already beautiful enough to be sold out, as well as the alluring cinnabar mole between the eyebrows? Sigh … this combination is too eye-catching and exaggerated.

In modern civilization, we were immortal and did not lack time; our days were lazy and shapeless, and spacing out became a habit. I was unable to adapt to my surroundings immediately, until I frustratedly stood in the blowing wind on the mountaintop for a while and felt an intense wave of pain in my stomach. Suddenly sober, I remembered that it seemed like I should follow what the letter said and go buy a bodyguard.

I looked down and checked but didn’t find any injuries on my body. Could it be what was called poisoning? I thought about how, upon coming here, I still had not seen even a trace of a person, but had already fallen victim to some kind of plot. The martial world was truly very dangerous.

I got up and straightened my clothes, and idly followed the forest path down the mountain. It had been a long time since I had operated a physical body, so walking was not so effortless.

The road led me all the way to the city gates, where I finally started seeing people walking by. For the most part, they seemed to be commoners, each working hard to make a living. Looking at the style of clothing and architecture, it seemed like the Tang or Song Dynasty period.

I looked in awe at the crowded, busy people.

These are all my ancestors~

But I still don’t know where to go to buy a bodyguard.

…I’ve lived for so long but I still haven’t seen a physical store before!!

The buildings were so complicated and there were no road signs; life in the ancient times was truly inconvenient. Fortunately, I resourcefully asked an ancestor by the side of the road, and the man looked me up and down and said: “Such a noble young master, you definitely do not lack servants. Surely you’re here to buy a Shadow Guard?”

…Is there any difference?

But I am the God of Creation in this world, and I didn’t want to expose that I knew less than a passerby, so I nodded profoundly. “Yes.”

The ancestor understandingly said, “It just so happens that there is a Nightrunner branch ahead. Although the guards at the branch are not as high quality as those at the headquarters, they are still under Nightrunner.”

After thanking him, and while searching for the way and asking people walking by, I finally started to understand a little: Other than a few aristocratic families who train their guards from childhood, there are also many institutions that specialize in training and employing guards among the people. And among them, Nightrunner is a company in the industry that has a rare brand awareness, cultivating excellent employees and a unique corporate culture, in addition to even providing after-sales service.

It could be considered the guard training institution at the forefront of the times, very advanced and deserving of respect.

I would think that such an advanced company would be very easy to find, but after searching for a long time, I still didn’t find the storefront. In the end, a kind girl personally showed me where it was.

It was just a small tree stump next to a Shaxian snack store.

*Shaxian = a county in Fujian, China famous for its snacks

There was a hole in the stump. A crescent moon was painted at the tunnel entrance.

This is too hard to find! Are there really any customers?!

What even is this scum promotion ability, inviting ridicule.

I, the God of Creation, descended into the hole in a condescending manner, and then slipped down a section of the tunnel.

The bottom of the hole was pitch black. There was an old lady holding a lamp who looked at me strangely and stretched out a hand. “Do you have a token?”

It was like a girl at a hair salon asking, Do you have a membership card?

Evidently, I did not.

I shook my head heavily.

“Then you can only look at the goods above ground.” The old woman retracted her hand and knocked on the table lightly. A gust of ill wind passed by, and before I could see the figure, I was thrown out.

The ill wind turned into a person who expressionlessly beckoned at me, so I followed him for a while down a twisting and turning road, arriving at an inn.

The inn had a table on one side, while many people gathered on the other, all dragging their feet and chatting idly, as if they were workers waiting for employment. Upon seeing me, they blankly looked me up and down.

“It’s just these here, the young master can choose as he pleases. If you need anything, tell the shopkeeper.” After that, the ill wind blew past, and the person was gone.

…So negligent!! Where was the good brand image they talked about?! How about the good corporate culture?!! I made up a bunch of scripted lines in my head for a confident and handsome sword-wielding bodyguard in vain. What is up with all these rough guys?!!

The shopkeeper was a courteous youth. After arranging his abacus, he came over and greeted me, saying, “This elder’s face is unfamiliar. Is it your first time in Changluo?”

My exaggerated appearance gave a sense of being newly rich. The rough guys seemed rather agitated, looking at me like hungry wolves, scaring me into taking a step back.

“Because Ye Sheng brought you here, presumably the young master came to buy a guard? In Xiao Ke’s store, other than Nightrunner guards, we often have handymen who do seasonal work. We are sorry to the young master for this poor appearance.”

Oh, so this person is called Xiao Ke. The name is really cute, like a mascot for a magical girl.

It wasn’t until he mentioned this that I noticed, in addition to the rough men in the previous wave, there were a few capable black-clothed figures within. These few people were either sitting or standing, imposing and calm, all carrying swords with vigilant expressions.

There was also a person curled up at the corner of the wall, his figure concealed in the darkness, his features not visible.

“The prices for Nightrunner guards have never been cheap.” The shopkeeper paused, then said with a smile, “But the young master has such a noble appearance, so it will naturally not be anything difficult. Please choose whichever you want.”

“How much are they?” I asked slowly.

“Once a Shadow Guard accepts a master, he will be hired for life, so it is a one-time purchase. The two on the right are the newcomers this term, both worth three thousand taels. The three guards on the left are veterans of three terms, each of which are respectively two thousand taels, four thousand taels, four thousand and five hundred taels, this one in the middle…”

…I must be picking cabbage!

These prices were indeed not cheap, enough for the expenses of an ordinary family for more than ten years. Even for large wealthy households, if they wanted to buy a large number of guards, it wouldn’t be a small burden.

However, I didn’t lack money. I could open the plug-ins, modifying the amount of money at will.

Thinking of this, the corners of my mouth curved into a slight arc, smiling very profoundly.

I walked slowly in front of the Shadow Guards.

Slowly looked at each one.

Slowly recalled the password for the plug-in to modify money.

Slowly wondered, where is the code input box?

But there was no input box!!!!

Where can I open the modifier?!! I haven’t seen the ESC key!!!

What the hell?!!!!!!

This scene felt so ridiculous that I couldn’t bring myself to keep looking. I squatted down and held my head in pain.

“Ay! Young master, that one, that one…… that one won’t do……” 

Huh?

I looked up and saw a bundle of cloth in front of me… oh no, a person.

It turns out that I walked past the Shadow Guards and ended up right in front of the person shrunk into the corner of the wall. He was curled in a ball on the ground, and not only were his clothes disheveled and ragged, but there was also a dark filth concentrated in the places where the fabric was ripped, dryly sticking to his body.

And it came with a whiff of a strange metallic smell.

“How much is this one?” Why won’t this one do, he couldn’t be too expensive?

“That one……” the shopkeeper stammered, “is free.”

Hey~!

My mood became as happy and free as a tilde mark.

“He is free; you only need to pay one tael for the Nightrunner processing fee. Nightrunner does not deceive guests, this person… is a waste.”

“Is he also a Shadow Guard?”

“Yes. But—”

“I’ll take him.” I nodded with satisfaction.

The letter said it was necessary to buy a guard, but it did not say I had to buy a good one. Might as well improvise, and buy one that was more or less okay.

If worst comes to worst, I can buy a new one next time.